Can’t Win Me Back

"Lyse, you're finally awake!" Jameson held Alyssa's soft hands tightly as he caressed and kissed them longingly.

He had been so anxious that he was on the brink of tears.

"You've been sleeping for 24 hours.

You really scared me to death.

I was afraid that you were unwell! "T got a doctor to come over while you were asleep and got you injected with glucose.

You can't keep going on without food.

No matter how much you hate me, you shouldn't torture yourself.

Is it even worth it this way?" As a doctor, Alyssa knew she couldn't hold up much longer.

This bastard, Jameson, was right.

Even if she wanted to kill him, she needed to gather enough strength to do so.

"I'm craving meat," Alyssa uttered without looking at him.

After five days, Jameson finally invoked a normal response from her.

The quiver in his eyes reflected the joy within him.

"Sure...

staff prepare something

It'll be ready soon.

than an hour later, the kitchen

wheelchair, two female helpers pushed her into the bathroom and attended

up, groomed her, and changed her

color returned to her face when she

were still sunken, and she looked

was deep

arms around her waist to pick her up ina princess

his arms, a

devoid of any strength to resist

her carefully to the

at the dining table, he sat her on his lap and continued to

even care that his straightened suit was all

mobility

feed you." Looking at her tenderly and affectionately, Jameson cut the steak into small pieces and fed

knew Jameson's patience was

her moistened

by piece, she finished the entire

light in her eyes had faded, replaced by an emptiness, a darkness that

fingers grazing her cheek, his

in your wedding dress when

also very beautiful now." Alyssa shuddered when she thought about that drug that could wipe

overly resistant against Jameson's idea of